Wen Dong felt that the atmosphere at the moment was a bit awkward. He chuckled awkwardly, “About that bubble tea…”
Both Zhi Xian and Tong Xiaosong’s gazes turned to him simultaneously, making his smile even more awkward. He stood up and picked up the bubble tea, saying, “Such an awful thing, let me throw it away for you.”
With that, he hastily turned and fled.
Zhi Xian calmly picked up his chopsticks, smiling lightly. “Let’s continue eating.”
Tong Xiaosong smiled back, quickly picking up his chopsticks and trying to please Zhi Xian by offering him some dishes. “This one’s delicious, you should try it too.”
Zhi Xian chuckled along, taking a bite of the dish. “Seems like the taste of that bubble tea is nowhere to be found now…””
Ah…” Tong Xiaosong choked suddenly, covering his mouth and coughing twice. He hurriedly said, “How could that be? This dish is so delicious, there’s no way it tastes like bubble tea. I hate bubble tea the most!”
Zhi Xian replied, “Is that so? I find Wang Yu quite interesting. What do you think?”
Tong Xiaosong frowned, “He’s so annoying, the most annoying person I’ve ever met…”
“Oh…” Zhi Xian nodded, finally satisfied. “Since you dislike him so much, I won’t mention him anymore. Let’s eat.”
Tong Xiaosong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly served some dishes to Zhi Xian again.
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Until they finished eating, Wen Dong still hadn’t returned.
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Tong Xiaosong’s face buried in the pillow, sobbing and moaning, his hands pulled behind his back, bound by the person behind him with one hand.
The violent thrusts seemed to be sweeping with overwhelming anger.
Invisible fear seized Tong Xiaosong’s nerves, making his body even more sensitive, his cries becoming more desperate.
Behind Tong Xiaosong, Zhi Xian knelt on the bed, completely naked, his body straight and erect, the ferocious object in his lower body ruthlessly thrusting into the soft and moist place.
He used one hand to bind Tong Xiaosong’s hands behind his back, while the other hand hung down, the wrist with a healing wound still bearing fresh blood that hadn’t dried yet.
With each intense thrust, drops of blood from the wrist fell down, creating blood splatters on the bed.
Tong Xiaosong was terrified, his heavy panting echoing in his ears, feeling that Zhi Xian must be angry.
But Zhi Xian behind him was full of indulgence and playfulness in his eyes. He deliberately remained silent, not touching the person beneath him at all, just ruthlessly thrusting and playing in a leisurely manner.
The wet and thick object repeatedly pulled out and thrust in, the slapping sounds continuous. Tong Xiaosong couldn’t support his body, yet dared not collapse completely, crying uncontrollably.
The sensation of the foreign object inside him was particularly evident, pleasure spreading throughout his body, yet he felt something lacking, just the collision of pure desire, without a hint of tenderness.
Their heavy breathing, crying, moaning, and the sound of water mixed together, yet their actual contact was pitifully minimal, with only that one spot being wet, hot, and fiercely colliding.
Tong Xiaosong suddenly convulsed as if electrified, trembling incessantly. Unable to support his waist any longer, he collapsed entirely.
But the person behind him was quick to react, pressing down instantly, using his hands to support the bed, continuing to thrust downward relentlessly.
Tong Xiaosong cried out in agony, his whole body tensing and convulsing. After a moment, his round ass trembled and slowly lifted again.
Zhi Xian released those fair wrists.
Tong Xiaosong drew his hands back and buried his face in the pillow, crying loudly. He hated his own debauchery. Clearly, Zhi Xian was angry, teaching him a lesson, yet he was so spineless.
The next moment, the hot and sweaty embrace pressed against his icy and damp back. The familiar and strong arms wrapped around him as usual, kissing his cheek, the tongue licking away all his tears.
After a few fierce thrusts to his lower body, it suddenly plunged deep into him, pulsating, releasing a fluid he couldn’t bear.
Zhi Xian sighed deeply, his voice tinged with a smile and hoarse: “Feels good?”
Tong Xiaosong’s whole body flushed, his tear-filled eyes dazed. He bit his lip and came to his senses, feeling completely weak and powerless. That thing remained inside him, even the slightest breath igniting the brightest sparks.
The blanket was pulled back over them, and he remained lying down, with Zhi Xian’s heavy weight pressing against his back.
Feeling completely secure, he didn’t dare to turn back. Biting his lip, he choked out, “Am… am I too… too depraved?”
Zhi Xian chuckled lightly. “We’ve barely scratched the surface. Just a bit more than the simplest, and you already think you’re depraved? What if I do more in the future? What will you do then?”
“But… but you seemed angry,” Tong Xiaosong broke down again, his cries accompanied by the trembling of the foreign object behind him, each slight movement sending waves of pleasure. The illicit excitement left him in despair. “You seemed angry, yet I still found comfort and enjoyment. I… I…”
“Who said I was angry?” Zhi Xian quickly withdrew, changing positions. He then pulled Tong Xiaosong into his arms, parting his legs and reinserting gently. With a few slow thrusts, he smiled and said, “I’m just playing with you.”
Tong Xiaosong was trembling uncontrollably from these movements, instinctively wrapping his arms tightly around the hot body holding him.
At Zhi Xian’s words, he looked at him through tear-filled eyes, diving into the affection and indulgence in those eyes. He struggled to comprehend. “Play?”
“Yeah, play,” Zhi Xian kissed his moist, slightly parted lips and chuckled softly. “I wasn’t angry. What happened during the day was nothing. Even if I were angry, it wouldn’t be at you. If I were really angry, I’d take it out on him. Getting mad at my Little Pine is beneath me.”
Tong Xiaosong blinked, his vision gradually clearing. Before him, the man’s expression was full of satisfaction and contentment, with a hint of mischievousness and desire.
He bit his lip, feeling instantly reassured. “This… this isn’t so fun; I can’t even see you.”
“Not so fun?” Zhi Xian raised an eyebrow in surprise, whispering softly, “I haven’t even touched you, yet you’ve cum several times. And you say it’s not fun?”
Oh my god 😭😭😭 I love this too much. Also I’m not sure if it’s just for me but the chapters seem to be out of order?
Talk about changing pace
Bro about to break tongtong’s ass with that kind of play 😳
Is it me or is it just getting hot in here🥵 cause damn that change of pace was something I honestly had to check back and see if I skipped a few chapters. This shit almost gave me a heart attack😭❤️🩹 I was also reading it in public so I had to look around sneakingly and see if anyone saw anything🥲😅😭 but on another note I am shook to much shookery is going on cause never knew my baby boy Tang Xiaosong could be soo depraved, he’s such a naughty boy👀😏❤️🔥. UwU
Oh God….not good for the heart or body😳
Thanks for the chapter!
ˁ•ᴗ•ˀつ～ 💞
He’s asking for a beating 😭
Damn it, Zhi Xian, communicate it first! Communication is key!